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The Marble Statue
Part 22. (Marsha tells a Truth Part D)


The strange mom wants me to strip down, just to see what her son's reactions will be to seeing his first naked girl.

"Up until that moment there really was no indication I was going to end up naked. Sure I had to give young Tobar a good time, and he must
have thought times were great as he lay on his back kicking his legs round and round like he was riding a small bicycle. I was tickling him
behind his balls, which were loose and like two large roly pollies in a floppy pouch.

I stand up and step back a couple paces. As soon as Tobar see's me flip my shirt over my head his eyes get bigger. I could actually see his pupils
dilate. By the time I'd tossed off my shoes and socks and was lowering my jeans down to the floor, Tobar flipped over and got back on his hands
and knees again. He was waggling his ass emphatically like a dog that's watching the master make his way to the cupboard where the food is
kept. When I slipped my bra off he started panting with his tongue sticking of his mouth. When I began sliding my panties down, Tobar
lifts his head and goes "Arrrrrrhh Arrrrrrhh" like an excited hound dog that just caught sight of what it's chasing.

My panties I kick off and they land a foot in front of me. Tobar rushes over and he plants his face down on the floor and he sniffs at them.
I'm standing all naked right in front of him, and Tobar has his face planted on my discarded underpants on the rug. Tobar picks my panties up
using his mouth. Then he moves over to his mom, still on his hands and knees, still holding the panties in his teeth. Begonia grabs the other
end of my panties and Tobar growls and shakes his head. He pulls back hard and his mother hangs on and she starts cackling. Tobar and his
mom have a tug of war game with my panties. All I can do is stand there and watch as they are stretched and ripped. Finally Tobar pulls them
out of his mom's grasp and he jumps up and runs around the room triumphantly. Tobar really gets into his make believe play acting...or maybe
he really thinks he is a dog, and somehow I instinctively told him to be what he already believes he is.

Tobar as a dog might think he has a tail and he shook his butt a lot to wag it. But he has no tail to wag. However, his erect penis wagged
and flopped plenty to make up for that. As he runs around the room his cock makes whack whack popping noises as the hardon hits his tummy.

"Stop running around Tobar. Go stand in front of Marsha. She's here to play with you today," the mother says, and Tobar does as instructed.
He stops running, walks over to me and stops a couple feet away. He stands there with my torn panties still hanging from his mouth. "Okay
girl. Go back to playing with my son. Fifteen minutes have gone by. You have forty-five minutes to fulfill your end of the bargain. This has
been fun so far but you must impress me with what you do next."

I step up to Tobar and I grab his hands. I place them on my breasts. I figure get him started and see how he decides to go from there. He looks
down on me with bright happy eyes as he fondles my tits, squeezing them gently. He just squeezes, didn't make a move to touch the nipples.
I had to fight the urge to laugh, as he looked so ridiculous with my purple and white striped panties hanging from his teeth and he looked like
he was going to start drooling. I reached up and took them from his mouth. "Give me those. Their ruined."

Tobar keeps rubbing my boobs, and I decide I better make a move again before his mom got bored. I had to remember I was pleasing the mom
more than pleasing the son. I got down on my knees and started licking his thighs. I licked like a dog on this creamy smooth brown thighs, licked
my way up to his crotch. His doggie cock was standing up even higher and I could see it pulsing. His heart was beating fast with how much the
end of his dick moved up and down, almost touching his stomach when it pulsed upward he was so stiff, and I'd never seen one like it before.

Samara had this goth boy she was really into for a while. She brought him over one Halloween night and uhhh, we got him to take his clothes
off. He was tall and had a super long one. He said it was eight inches but we didn't take the time to measure it. Well, with how long he was he
couldn't get his erection to point upward. He stuck straight outward he did. Now Leo here, his sticks up like halfway between straight out and
straight upward. He's got a thick dick and maybe that weighs it down some where it don't point straight up- -"

"There you go again. Comparing cocks. Please leave me out of it," Leo says, but everyone can tell he not too upset, and when he adjusts the
front of his pants it shows he is enjoying the story.

"Okay...well, what I focused on next was his balls. I mentioned he had a loose ball sack and he dangled a lot. Especially when he was down on
all fours moving his ass back and forth. His balls hung several inches and kept knocking his thighs on both sides as it swung side to side
with his pretend tail wagging. He's standing up at this moment and I move my face closer to him. I pretended I was a dog and he had a smear
of peanut butter on his balls. I licked and licked and his sack tasted a little salty and I got a nose full of his natural musky male incense. Now to
tell you the truth if I was with this boy all by our lonesome I would have been all over him. He really was that cuddly and his vulnerability
added to his cuteness. After licking I opened my mouth all the way and I was able to suck one of his balls into my mouth. The whole thing I
got in my mouth and I could almost close my mouth his skin was that loose. It was a hefty walnut sized thing sitting on my tongue. I imagined
being a zombie right out of the Walking Dead tv show, who just caught up to a scared and still alive teenager, one who was naked when I caught
him and the first thing my chomping teeth grab hold of is the poor boy's right testicle. If I was a zombie I would bite down and chew it up and
then go in for another bite of dangling boy flesh- -".

"OH Shit. You thought about biting his balls off? What did you do with my brother when you had him naked up in the attic?" Lacie asks, and she
looks over at her brother to give him a friendly wink.

Leopold shakes his head no, obviously wanting no part of personal stories to pop up during this game.

"I sucked on the other nut for a while and then moved to Tobar's super hard and erect dick. I stayed in doggie form and did a thorough dick
lick. For a minute or two I slid my tongue up and down his shaft like it's a big candy cane and eventually I had to suck on the end of it. His head
got sucked for the next couple minutes. I stopped that when I detected he was leaking. He was getting close to shooting and I had no desire
to take it all into my mouth. Well, I knew I might end up doing that but not just yet.  I pulled my head back. For many minutes I'd been licking
and sucking on Tobar's balls and boner and couldn't see anything but the boy's crotch and chest. While I was doing that his mom had been busy.
She arranged all the candles in the room into a circle in front of the fireplace. She had placed the chair she was sitting it in the middle of the
circle.

"Now that's he's been warmed up bring him over here...that's right, into the circle bring him...Now Tobar, sit in the chair and bring you know
who forth with us...that's right sit right down and concentrate. Focus your mind and I'll begin chanting. Call it forth my son."

I stood next to the chair on Tobar's right side. His mother stood on the left side and she began chanting in a language I did not understand.
It wasn't Latin or French or Spanish. It sounded like what a Druid would say during a pagan ceremony at Stonehenge on the longest night of the
year, all full of gutteral sounds and few vowels. As she chanted the room outside the circle of candles got darker.

"Hogsonoth verisnitch...toomar schlonkistith" Begonia spoke and other words that I can't pronounce. She had her hands raised up over her head
and she circled round and round the chair. I had no idea what was going on. Tobar looked like he went into a trance. His eyes got glassy and he
just stared straight ahead.

"Suck him," Begonia said. "You must suck him again. Do it now."

I took hold of Tobar's dick, which hadn't lost any of its hardness, and I placed my mouth over it again. The mom continued circling and
chanting and I swear the room beyond the candles kept getting darker. Suddenly Tobar started to twitch. His whole body shivered. A tremor
went through him. I could not see his eyes, not while I sucked his dick, but he started to speak and his voice sounded different. The high
pitched childlike voice was gone. A deeper, more manly voice came out of him, an ancient voice. The words were spoken slowly almost in a
whisper.

"Why...am...I...summoned..."

I was stunned. I wanted to stop sucking dick. It's like that boy was no longer in the room. I wasn't sucking a boy's dick but had my
mouth over the thing of...of something else that looked like Tobar. I felt it swell in my mouth. I can't explain it. A dick as hard as that
boy had it can't grow more...but there it was getting bigger in my mouth. Tobar's dick is probably no more than six inches and kind of slender,
but it soon filled my mouth and it pulsed much more than before and his balls swelled and pushed up against my chin.

"Sexualis Potentia" Begonia said, and I recognized that one, being Latin for sexual power. "Dare" she said next, the Latin word "To Give".

Begonia is asking whatever speaks through Tobar to give her sexual power. I keep on with my job and suck away at the boy's engorged and
growing penis. Begonia starts her chanting up again, circling me and the seated body of Tobar. Her son shudders again and I feel a
tremor in his groin. I felt if flow through his body and go straight to his dick. I pulled my head back and that boy's dick looked bigger and more ready to blow than any I ever saw before. I looked up into Tobar's face and his eyes were white and rolled back. He lifted his face up
and let forth a long scream. Begonia must have stepped away for a moment as she was coming back into the circle of candlelight. She had a
strange glass box with gold hinges or whatever holding the glass panels together. She held the door of the box open.

"Stoke him. Jerk him. Squeeze him. He' nearly ready," and the boy's mother came closer with the glass box.

Furiously I stroke away. Tobar moans loudly and his body trembles and shakes. I feel another jolt of...of power surge through his now enormous
looking dick. Can dicks really grow like that? I could hardly believe what I was seeing. A geyser of cum shoots out. All in one tremendous
burst. It's a rocket shot blasting up into the air and the stuff hits the ceiling. I stared at the white splotch plastered to the ceiling. It stuck there but drops fell, landing on Tobar's body and splattering my arms. It was a huge cum shot, bigger than anything I'd seen before, but Tobar wasn't
done yet. His body went rigid and he arched his back, leaning backwards in his seated position. His arms were outstretched, the fingers of his
hands curved into claws.

Tobar's mother moves in closer, just as her son's dick jerks down and then up several times. The dick stops flopping around and gets rigid straight
up again. I had let go of it with that big blast of cum, had already moved my hands away. Everything was happening on its own. I'm looking right
at it and I swear the pee hole on the boy's dick opened and stretched wide. A cloudy fog spewed forth. It poured out and floated in the air above
his crotch. It continued to float upward and then Begonia swept in with her glass box. She scooped up the white fog in one swoop and she closed the door of the box.

The convulsions of Tobar's body cease. The lighting in the room gets brighter. Begonia stands there looking at the cloudy fog contained within
the glass box. She has a look of triumph and exultation...of total jubilation.

"We did it. We did it," Begonia said and she looks down at me and for the first time she smiled warmly.

"What did we do?" I asked her. "What just happened?"

"You've never seen ectoplasm discharged from a penis before? You are new at this."

I was a little bit in shock. The whole thing was surreal and I've seen some weird shit, believe me. Tobar was worn out, exhausted. I helped
with getting him to his room and put into bed. I noticed his penis had shrunk back to what I guess is his normal size. I never saw it soft until
that moment and it looked shriveled and small, no more than a few inches long. With the ceremony over, with the unexpected coming forth
of some other entity speaking through him, Tobar looked harmless and beautiful once again. Maybe Tobar was merely a tool for his mother's
power grabs in the spiritual realm...maybe he was something more than that. I never saw him after putting him to bed. I did kiss him on the
lips. I had sucked his cock, might as well give the boy a kiss on the mouth.

Then downstairs Begonia brought me, from some room in the far back, the book I wanted. I finally had the thing I needed. And I learned from
Begonia that there are many powers out there that can be gathered and used. And finally, Begonia let me get dressed, minus my panties of
course.

"You used that book to make that potion you have in the thermos bottle," Lacie says. "The one we've been carrying around in the backpack,
what is that potion for?"

"That my dear cousin, you both will find out soon enough. But first on with the Game. I believe it's my turn to dish out the punishment and
give somebody something to do or say."

Really enjoyed this chapter.

I am really enjoying the truth or dare game and the dynamics between Marsha and her cousins but this story told by Marsha was amazing. It managed to be both erotic and creepy at the same time with neither aspect diluting the other. What a mad story.

I wonder if telling that story will inspire Marsha to ramp things up now it's her go in the game again.

The Marble Statue
Part 23.


Leo and Lacie were equally stunned and amazed by the crazy story Marsha told about getting the spell book. They were...well...spellbound.

They wanted to ask follow up questions, but there wasn't the time for twenty questions. On with the game. "My time to pick" Marsha said
and she looked right into Lacie's face. Then she turned and stared at Cousin Leopold. Using her best Wicked Witch of the West voice Marsha
says, "Time for Leo to tell us something good, something tasty. Now what should I ask him to tell the truth about?...Hmmm..."

Leo's sister raises her hand like she's in class. "Oh oh, I got a suggestion. Ask him what happened when he took over a babysitting job for me.
I know something happened, but he wouldn't tell me everything."

Leo is shaking his head. "No not that. Please...not that."

"Well well, Leo. What did you get yourself into when you took over your sister's babysitting job. You must tell us and leave out nothing.
I'll know if you are trying to skip on the details."

Leopold glared at his sister. Lacie stares back and she sticks her tongue out. This got her brother laughing and he loosened up. He hasn't
even begun yet and he looks sheepish and embarrassed.

"Okay, since everyone else has told such amazing Truth stories I'll tell it. My sister got a job doing babysitting and she watched the kids
at the Henderson house down the street. She did a job once a month if I remember right. This was like a year and a half ago and it was
Halloween day...that's right. Lacie wanted to get out of the job and go to a party with some other girls. I considered myself to be too old for Halloween. I was fifteen and didn't want to go begging for candy with little kids and then Lacie begged me to take her babysitting job. So I
ended up taking kids out trick or treating. But at least I was gonna get paid to go out and beg for candy, so that wasn't so bad.

I walked over to the Henderson's an hour before dark. The parents had their own party to go to and needed someone to take their two
daughters Trick-or Treating, then watch them until around midnight. It was a fairly warm night for late October. I went over there in my
t-shirt and jeans. I had no plans on dressing up in a costume, was just going to take the girls around the neighborhood from 7pm to 9:00.
The two girls, now tell me Lacie if I get anything wrong, the two girls are ten and twelve years old. Meadow was the younger girl and her
sister's name was Blossom. Their parents used to live the hippy carefree lifestyle and named their kids that way, since they enjoyed nature
so much.

I don't know what the parents were thinking when they bought the girl's costumes. They wore matching Arabian Princess costumes that
must have been ordered special. Remember that old tv show "I dream of Jeanie"? Except these costumes had a lot less material to them.
Their blond hair was long and tied up in a bun on top of their head and attached to their hair bun is the pink scarf that went down the side of
the face and around the neck. A small red vest was open wide showing their red colored bikini tops and these bikinis are super small. The
ten year old had no boobs but her sister had some plump little melons that needed some coverage, and that little red top didn't cover much at
all. It looked to me the two costumes were the same size and it fit the younger Meadow perfectly while Blossom could barely squeeze her
budding boobs into the tiny top. Blossom was also on the tall side and played softball and her shoulders were broad for a girl. The leggings
that came with the costume only came down to her knees and weren't much more than thin red scarf material the same type as the head piece
to be attached to the bottoms which looked a lot like bikini bottoms with a belt along the top. With how skimpy their costumes were, the
girls looked like strippers. I was laughing and getting a bit of a stiffy with seeing how much skin is showing on Blossom, that is until they told
me I had to dress up too.

"I'm here to babysit you two" I said, trying to lord it over them, and actually enjoying my power being an older male among preteen girls.
However, that feeling of power didn't last long. They played for me a message they got from Lacie. They had already worked it out with my
sister that I would play dress up with the girls. I had no choice in the matter and if I refused to dress up in a costume of the girl's choosing
then Lacie will tell some dirty little secrets. I was being blackmailed by my own sister in cahoots with the girls I'm supposed to watch over.

My costume had already been picked out for me. Now the two Henderson girls have an older sister. This sister is off to college, freshman year.
Meadow and Blossom picked out some things their sister left behind in her old room. "Our sister, Sunshine, bought these when she wanted
to get attention from guys" Blossom said and she showed me the costume. They dressed me up as a naughty schoolgirl, with a super short plaid
miniskirt that was red and black, along with a white shirt and a red tie. I was given a pair of white stockings that came up to the knees.
And before you have to ask I'll tell you...I couldn't wear my boxers under the skirt it was so short. Blossom gave me one of her sisters cotton
panties to put on.

I changed in the bathroom and when I looked at myself in the mirror I nearly left right then and there. I looked stupid but at least the only
thing that showed was my legs. I guessed I could handle that for a couple hours and then I could take it off. Back in the girl's bedroom they
had one more surprise for me...a blond wig with ponytails.

By the time I was all dressed up, wearing the largest pair of shoes from their mom's closet, the sun was down and it's time to head out for
Trick-or-Treating.

The Marble Statue
Part 24.


Now it was Marsha's turn to sit enraptured with the storytelling. This game of Truth or Dare is turning out better than she could have hoped for.
She's finding out all sorts of wondrously wicked stories concerning her cousins Lacie and Leopold. Up to now she thought of both of them as
boring, traditional, conservative family kids who never got into any trouble. Now this tale of Leo going off with two girls to Trick-or-Treat
while dressed as a naughty schoolgirl in a mini-skirt has Marsha sitting on pins and needles. Cousin Leopold would not have dressed up that
way on his own, his sister threatened to spill some "Dirty Secret" to the two girls that Leo is babysitting in Lacie's place.

"What was this little secret you were going to tell Meadow and Blossom if your brother didn't cooperate?"

Lacie laughs. It's a good hearted cackle and Leo looks toward the ground. Even now, a year or so later, Lacie still has use of this over him
and her brother is still afraid she will tell someone.

"I figured out the password on Leo's computer. I was able to look at the images he had on there and the history of the sites he was browsing.
Let's just say he has a thing for seeing schoolgirls get punished in class, or at the gym, or have to see the doctor. Can you imagine, there are
websites that show what looks to be young high school girls dressed in tiny mini-skirts who get caught smoking in the bathroom and have to
be bare assed spanked by the PE coach. Or the girl is getting extra tutoring in her math class, and she keeps raising her skirt up to seduce
the math teacher and he ends up getting his cock measured right before she blows him...can you believe boys want to look at that stuff?"
Lacie says as she looks at her blushing brother.

"Yes, I find it totally shocking and degrading to women," Marsha says and she laughs. "I'm guessing that is why you thought of the schoolgirl
costume for him to wear for Halloween."

"Stop talking about me and let me finish the story. That's what you want to hear, right?" Leo interrupts, apparently not comfortable and needing
to re-direct the conversation.

"Okay Leo, we'll let you move on with the story. But first I want to know more about what it was like to be dressed up as a naughty schoolgirl.
Tell me more about your undies. You said they were cotton. Describe them to me."

Leo shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know what they were. They were too small, a lot smaller that a boy's speedo swimsuit."

Lacie jumps back in with more details. "I know what they were. Blossom told me. They were Hanes high rise ultimate comfort and they were
sky blue. Meadow said he had a big bulge."

Finally Marsha is satisfied. "Wonderful. I get the picture now...and on with the story..."
Poor Cousin Leopold looks dejected, some of his "Jerk off" material being exposed for Marsha to hear about. I wonder what else is hiding in
Leo's fantasy closet Marsha's wonders. Some more thrilling adventures into the sexual lives of cousins may be told by the time this night is
through. Leo sighs and he begins his story once more...

"Maybe the first thing I noticed, after stepping outside of the Henderson's house, was a cool breeze on my legs. It was weird feeling the wind
on my upper thighs. I wondered how girls wore skirts to school way back when they had no choice to wear jeans, especially in cold and windy
cities like Chicago or Buffalo. At least it wasn't a cold Halloween night.

The two girls led the way but they would not let me stay behind them. The kept me in in between them. They waved and said "hi' to everybody
we passed. They wanted to make sure everyone noticed me. Fortunately none of the other kids recognized me. For half an hour we just
went door to door and nothing much was going on. Then at the house at the very end of the street there was a kid dressed as a cowboy on
the porch. He was wearing boots and brown leggings and a tan cowboy hat. His shirt had a tin badge on it. I'm guessing the Cowboy is
maybe nine years old.

"I'm the sheriff of this here town," the Cowboy Kid said. "Only good guys can get candy. And I gots to check everyone so they ain't got no
weapons on them".

Meadow and Blossom step up next to the large bowl of candy by the door. They stand there as the Cowboy Kid frisks them. I could not believe
the boldness of that kid. He ran his hands all over the chests of the two girls and felt around their legs. He was taking the job of protecting his
town seriously.

"Don't forget to check the schoolgirl," Blossom told the kid, pointing my direction. "She wants candy too and must be checked."

The Cowboy Kid steps up to me and he starts rubbing his grubby fingers up and down the shirt I had on. From the front to the back he patted
me down. Then he grabbed the front of my skirt and he lifted it up. He froze and looked up at me. He looked back down and he drew his
pistol from the holster. Holding the skirt with his hand, the Cowboy Kid pressed the end of the muzzle against my crotch, pressed the gun right
onto my dick.

"What are you hiding in here? Show me what you got or I can't let you go."

I wanted to just pull back and step off the porch. Meadow and Blossom grabbed each of my arms.

"Show the sheriff or he'll have to handcuff you," Blossom said and she pointed to the set of cuffs attached to the little Sheriff's belt.

Hilarious chapter Teenfan.

The way you manage to come up with so many outrageous and creative scenes never fails to surprise me. A boy blackmailed into dressing as a naughty schoolgirl for halloween, then confronted by a boy dressed as a cowboy who demands he reveals what he's hiding with his bulge. Just amazing, can't wait to see what Leo does.

Surely he doesn't go along with it right?

The Marble Statue
Part 25 (Leo Tells a Truth part C)


"I couldn't believe it. The little brat in the cowboy hat was pointing his pistol at my penis. The two girls are hanging onto me, not letting me
back away, and then they threaten to have me handcuffed. They want me to actually reach down to the front of the panties I'm wearing
and show the kid my dick.

"You've been caught carrying illegal firearms Miss Leoni," Blossom tells me, and I find out at that point they've changed my name from Leo to
Leoni, and as a name change that makes sense.

"Show the sheriff what you got," Meadow says next, and she's shaking my arm she's laughing so much.

I tried to back away again. "Come on, this isn't fair. I'm not doing this". I can probably easily fight these two girls off of me. They're just
ten and twelve years old and I'm so much bigger than they are. But I don't want to hurt them, and I don't figure they're going to let things get
too crazy, right? Well...I thought wrong. The two girls continued to hold my arms. The sheriff drops the skirt and he quickly slips behind me.
With the help of the two girls the kid has both my hands cuffed behind my back.

"You're under arrest," the cowboy kid tells me. Then he came up with a bunch of charges, stuttering and mumbling the words. "For dis...disorderly
conduct...for re re resisting arrest...and public intox intoxcation."

"Wait, what...I haven't been drinking," I said, pleading my innocence. But it didn't do any good. The girls could let go of me now that I was
handcuffed. But the reason they let go of my arms was to comply with the little sheriff's demands. Meadow lifted the small skirt up and
Blossom grabbed hold of the cotton panties, sliding them down my legs just as the cowboy came back around the front side again. The young
boy froze once again, seeing the panties down at my feet and everything is hanging out now. He looks up at me again.

"Hey...you're not a girl," he said, and at that point I realized the confused sheriff didn't realize I was a boy. This blond wig and skirt must have
been a better costume than I thought. "I thought you were a girl hiding con con contraband...drugs or something."

Wow, that kid had watched too may cop shows on tv. Do girls really hide drugs stuffed into their panties? Well, that don't matter as the
sheriff is staring at my pistol pointing at him.

"I'm going to have to charge you with indecent exposure. Thirty days in the slammer."

Blossom and Meadow are bent over laughing. This kid wants to lock me up and throw away the key. I had no idea how I was going to talk my
way out of this. I didn't do anything wrong I wanted to say, but what was the use.

"I got an idea for a way to punish Leoni here," Blossom said to the sheriff. "How about I give you these panties for bail out of jail. I bet you've
never been given a girl's panties before."

The little cowboy takes hold of the blue panties and he shakes his head and he says it's not enough.

"Okay sheriff, how about if we give you all of Leoni's candy. You get to keep it for yourself."

Now I had collected some candy during the Trick-or-Treating. The girls went up to each door and had gotten a decent load in their little
candy buckets. I had a purse strap around my neck, had been collecting some candy in there. At some of the houses a grownup at the door
said I was too old to be getting candy with the kids and they turned me away. At other houses whoever answered the door laughed and placed
candy in my purse. One older fat guy with a beard winked at me and said to me "You come back anytime darling and see your sugar daddy".
I had no idea what he meant by sugar daddy and I had to look it up. What a creep.

Now the girls are offering the sheriff all of my candy as part of my bail to stay out of jail. Blossom took the purse off of me, opened it up and
showed it to the sheriff. He looked inside and he looks up, nodding his head. The little corrupt sheriff digs the candy out of the purse and he
stuffs it into his jeans pocket and some into a shirt pocket and I'm stripped of my panties, my dignity and my sweet treats.

"This is for the bail. But he's still got to pay a fine," the sheriff says and boy howdy that kid is greedy.

I don't have any money on me, but Blossom comes up with a solution. "I have an idea. Let's have Leoni assist with giving out the candy. It will
be an extra treat for the other groups of kids when they show up."

The sheriff agrees. The candy bowl on the porch is moved closer to the center. Blossom has me stand directly over the large bowl of candy,
a bowl shaped like a witch's cauldron. I have to stand just in front of the cauldron with my feet spread wide apart. I'm not exactly sure why I'm
placed this way but it soon becomes apparent.

Soon enough, a group of Trick-or-Treaters shows up at the porch. A group of five kids. The sheriff welcomes them to town and Blossom
and Meadow also welcome them. The first kid, a girl in a mermaid outfit, steps up to the bowl. She has to bend down, and reach for the
bowl. But with me standing in front of the bowl, legs apart, the girl has to go down lower onto her knees. She has to reach farther to get her
hand into the candy bowl. This places her head directly underneath the plaid skirt of my naughty schoolgirl costume. Of course the girl looks
upward, up between my legs. The girl lets out a little shriek, but she doesn't pull back. She is frozen there, her hand in the bowl and her
eyes glued to what she sees tucked up in the skirt. I know what the girl sees. It's so embarrassing...but it's a bit of a turn on at the same time.
I felt it get a little harder. How can it not? A girl dressed as a mermaid is staring right at my dick.

Slowly the girl backs away. She did grab some candy. She stands up and she smiles at me. When she turns to the other kids she starts laughing
and pulls them together. She doesn't tell them what she saw. "Look up" is all I heard her say. Each one took their turn, three girls and two boys. Each one staring up between my legs as they get their treats and I'm getting a harder stiffie with each one...I can't help it.

The next group is even larger, maybe seven kids in all, and this group had some big teenage girls with them. The first kid notices of course.
"That's a boy. He's got no underwear on" she tell the group. I'm all the way hard now. I think I was poking out the front side of the skirt.
The whole group crowds in.

"Only one at a time," Blossom shouts out. "Line up and take a turn."

The kids line up and they talk loudly this time as they take their turns. They got things to say about how I look like a girl for real...except
for the dick, and how I'm as big as a banana. "Ew, I think he's got hair" one girl said. The two teenage girls are laughing, then they take out
their phones and start making a video. By this time the sheriff has gotten bored I guess and he wanted to get back into the action. It is his
porch after all, his territory. The sheriff steps over and he lifts up the front of the skirt. All the kids stop shouting and they stare for the
longest time. My dick is sticking up all the way. Pointing way up. One of the boys has a pumpkin bucket. He places the bucket handle over my
erection and he lets go. The teenage girls get a great video of the kids reaching into a pumpkin bucket held up by my boner. They are all laughing
and shouting...and the front door suddenly opens. I hear the voice of a lady behind me.

"What is going on out here? Why so much noise? What are you kids doing?...Why is this girl standing out here with handcuffs on?...

The person at the door turns out to be the sheriff's grandma. She came out onto the porch and she's dressed up like a witch. She's old and ugly
and really does look like a wicked witch. She stares when she sees the pumpkin bucked held up by my erection. She turns to all the kids
watching and laughing.

"Go on kids. I'll take care of this," and she starts to shoo the Trick-or-Treaters away, "Shoo shoo go away".

Then she turns to her grandkid. "Sheriff Barnes. What are you allowing to go on out here? You know granny is busy with her card game with
the other ladies, and we don't want to be disturbed. Who is this person?"

The sheriff goes through the whole thing again. "I arrested her for drinking in public, dastardly conduct and for pretending to be a girl."

"And for showing his penis in public" Blossom adds.

The old woman witch stands there thinking for a few seconds. "Well, we can't have boys who wear skirts be scaring the kids with his big dick
showing now can we. Grab the prisoner and bring him inside Sheriff. Well figure out what to do with him. My poker game partners will want to
see this."

Great chapter! Hilarious scene for sure.

Another fabulous chapter.

Leo dragged inside dressed as a schoolgirl with no underwear on for the old witch to show him off to her poker partners?

I wonder if there's some sort of strip poker about to played? Except the only one stripping is Leo...

The Marble Statue
Part 26. (Leo Tells a Truth part D)


Cousin Leopold's humiliating Halloween story is getting more juicy by the minute. Marsha realizes that she should have insisted on
spending more time with her cousins, doing more get togethers and sleepovers. Imagine how much fun she could have been part of.

"You were fifteen when I got you up in the attic and got you to take your clothes off. You didn't pop a boner right away. Not till I touched
you did you get hard. But in front of those kids you got a hardon and they didn't even touch you. I find that interesting." Marsha looks
right at Leopold's crotch, seeing there is some indication of bulging out going on. Is Leo getting stiff because recalling this story is not
just a wonderfully embarrassing moment, but one that was stimulating and exciting as well. Leo said he "couldn't help it" when mentioning
his dick getting harder and harder as the kids took turns getting a look under the mini-skirt he had on. And he did get hard when he rubbed
his cock against the restaurant window during the horny werewolf dare. The nearest table had two young girls seated there. A definite pattern
to be seen here.

"You never told me Marsha touched your dick. Were you two playing Doctor or something like that?" Lacie says as she leans toward her brother
to punch him on the shoulder. "Did she take her clothes off too?"

"No. She didn't," Leo responds. "Too bad you already used your Truth question on Marsha. You could have asked her. But let me finish this
story up...... I wasn't sure what to think. I was glad to have the costumed kids sent off the porch by the old lady who owned the house, but
I got a whole new sense of dread when I got taken inside the house. It's like being kidnapped. I got my hands cuffed behind me and I'm taken
into a house I've never been in before to see people I've never met before. The old woman held the door open as her grandkid, the sheriff,
pulled me inside. Meadow and Blossom followed me in.

"Who are these two pretty girls?" The grandma asks.

"They came over here with the fake girl. I don't know who they are. Should I inter...int...interrogate them?" and the nine year old cowboy
looked like he's about to pull his pistol again.

"That won't be necessary Sheriff Barnes and put that gun away. I'll ask the questions from here on...now you two, who are you and where did
you get hold of this lovely young lady who lost her underpants?"

Blossom explained things. "This is Leoni, our babysitter. We picked out the costume. It's our big sister's old clothes. I'm Blossom and this is
my sister Meadow."

I tried at that point to get out of this mess. "I didn't mean to get mixed up in any of this. Those undies were taken off of me and given to
the sheriff to pay for my bail. I wasn't going around exposing myself to little kids. I don't do stuff like that. I had panties on when this started
and didn't lose them till the cowboy put me in his handcuffs."

The old lady in the witch costume didn't look convinced. "I see. None of this is your fault. That's what they all say." And then the lady turned
toward Meadow and Blossom. "How about some hot chocolate with marshmallows. I just made it for my lady friends but there's plenty to go
around."

It only took a minute or so for the two girls and Sheriff Barnes to be served a cup of cocoa. The three of them sipped their cups in the kitchen
as I was then dragged off toward a room deeper into the house. It must have been a den converted into a game room. There was a big stereo
system and tv in one corner. There was a bumper pool table in the other corner. And in the center of the room is a table with four chairs
and sitting in two of the chairs are two more old ladies dressed up as witches. A black cat wandered back and forth under the table.

"Hey Mildred and Margie. We have visitors. Two girls showed up and they brought this along," the grandma said, and I was brought to the table.
The two other women put down their cards and looked me over very thoroughly.

A witch in a green pointy hat adjusts her glasses. "Well, what have we here Mrs. Barnes. She sure is a cute one...but my goodness those legs
have a lot of muscle. Are you a soccer player?"

I don't know how she guessed it that I play soccer. I didn't think my legs were that muscled up, not when I was fifteen. "Yes, I play soccer"
I told them. The two witches perked up when they heard my voice. They too must have thought I was a real girl when I was brought over
to them.

"Oh my...this one has all sorts of secrets doesn't he...but what's wrong with his arms?"

The first witch, Mrs. Barnes...and I remembered hearing her call the kid by the name of Sheriff Barnes, turned me around to show my hands
cuffed behind my back. The witches at the table cackled and hooted and hollered. They must have been drinking something stronger than
hot chocolate while playing poker. They thought this was way too funny. And then the two witches, who looked a lot alike and it turned out
they were sisters, cackled some more when Witch Barnes held something up in her hand. It was the blue cotton panties I had been wearing
till they were confiscated.

"Our lovely young lady was wearing these panties, but Sheriff Barnes took them from her. I'm going to add these to the pot and the next
winner gets to keep them, and I'm sure they'll probably get put on. You two are skinny enough to give em a try," and the panties are placed
on top of a small pile of coins at the center of the table. It appeared the women played for real money, quarters and dimes mostly.
When Witch Barnes held the blue panties up I thought she was going to give them back to me. But then I see them added to a poker bet and
I know I'll never get them back. And what I heard next was so chilling I got goose bumps all up and down my bare legs.

"I think we should wager on who gets to keep the rest of those clothes, don't you agree?" said the witch wearing a red and black striped hat, the
one that picked up and was stroking the black cat as it sat on her lap. She pleases the cat while giving me the evil eye.
"I want that skirt."

The Marble Statue
Part 27 (Leo Tells a Truth part E)


"Oh that is hilarious, Leo. The old ladies are going to make poker game bets for your clothes. Would that schoolgirl skirt fit one of those witches?" Marsha asks, as she tries to picture an old woman switching out her black skirt for a plaid mini-skirt, and the whole thing looks cartoonish in her
mind. "A mini-skirt would make it easier for a witch to get onto her broomstick to ride through the night sky, but the wind would likely have her knickers showing."

Leopold starts his story once more.

"The three old ladies did sit down and played poker. First they played five card draw and the lady in the green hat, the one named Mildred, won
the blue cotton panties. All I could do is stand there and watch, still have my hands cuffed behind my back. Mildred cackles when she wins,
scooping a couple dollars worth of nickel and dimes toward her pile of money. She picked up the panties and gave them a long sniff. Now I've
seen some movies where a guy sniffs the panties of a girl he likes, but never seen a woman do it and certainly not a grandma.

"We'll play for the red tie next," said Witch Barnes, and she shuffles and deals the cards. They each put a quarter in the middle for the ante,
then started the game. Mildred shakes her head and folds right away. Each of the other two draw two cards and bet some money. Witch
Margie wins my tie to go along with a measly dollar in coins.

"Better luck next round Rufina," Margie says, as she gets out of her chair, and I knew the name of the host witch. Margie shuffled over to me
and she takes the red tie off from my neck, which was easy to do as it was a clip on tie. Then as she got back into the chair she suggests
betting on the blond wig next. I know time is running out and with a couple more rounds the old women will have me stripped.

"Come on now. You can't do this," I pleaded with them. "It's illegal to make a boy get naked."

"It's illegal to show off your hard pecker to kids just looking for candy," Witch Rufina tells me. "Should I call someone from the real County
Sheriff's Department? Would you like to make a complaint?"

That was the first the other women knew of what happened out on the front porch and they were eager to hear the details. I could only
listen in shame as my bucket holding erection was described. Next the blond wig had been won and Witch Rufina took off her own hat to
place the blond wig on her own head, then puts the pointed hat back on. The two other women are laughing hysterically and this brings
Sheriff Barnes into the room along with Meadow and Blossom.

"What's all the laughing about," the little sheriff asks and then he sees me with no wig on. "Now you look like a boy, except for that funny
girl skirt."

Grandma Rufina informs them of what's about to happen. "He's about to lose that skirt. We're betting on it in the next round. You three want
to stay and watch?"

Of course they want to watch. They take positions close to the table so each of them can see every move. I doubt the young cowboy had
any idea how to play five card draw poker, but he watched every move each old woman made. Nobody folded early this time and each woman
had put in at least a dollar, maybe more. The skirt I had on was part of the pot though it wasn't sitting there with the coins. Each witch had
won a prize so far, panties for Mildred, necktie for Margie, and wig for Rufina. The skirt was the big bet and each of them wanted it badly,
throwing coin after coin into the pot to stay in the game, each one raising the other.

Finally the three had to show cards and Witch Rufina won with a hand of five black spades. Mildred and Margie both had two pair and thought
they had a chance to win. They tossed their cards on the table, both cussing like sailors. I'd never seen a group of grannies saying Shit and
Sonofabitch before. If I wasn't in such dire circumstances I'd have laughed at hearing a witch say bitch. The two young girls, who I was
supposed to be watching over as a babysitter, are watching me with gleeful eyes as they jump up and down with the excitement. They are about
to watch the skirt get taken from me, leaving me with nothing but the white button up shirt and that won't be covering up nothing down below,
being a shorter girl's shirt.

I figured the old woman who won the bet would come over to claim her prize. But Grandma Barnes had other plans and she told Sheriff Barnes
to come over and confiscate the skirt off of me. The sheriff takes all his duties seriously, handing his pistol to Blossom, and he steps over and
he yanks the skirt down to the floor.

"His gun's not so big now. What happened to it?" the sheriff wants to know. During the game I had lost the hardon.

"Just pick the skirt up and bring it to me," his grandma said. "You two girls, bring your babysitter over here so I can get a better looksee."

Meadow and Blossom take my arms again and I'm dragged over to the table. The three old ladies chuckle and make little sarcastic remarks
as they gaze on my "Mostly ordinary tallywacker" Mildred called it. "His balls are no bigger than the ones on my Doberman guard dog,"
Margie said and she grabbed hold of them to get a good feel. I had to look away from the old bitch's face, but in turning away I am looking at
Meadow as she leans closer in to peer at the old woman's fingers fondling my nuts.

"I want to feel them," Meadow says, and she looks so happy when Margie lets the ten year old grab my balls.

"Of course little lady, you go right ahead. Is this your first naked boy snatching? When I was a child we used to grab a boy from the neighboring
clan and tie him up to the windmill. Sometimes we'd squirt fresh cow milk on their weenies and let a calf suck on them. You should see how
those boys squirm he he he. They'd offer anything to get out of a calf sucking."

Looking down as the girl I was charged with babysitting rubs my nuts, I started to get hard. "Oh look, his gun is getting bigger" the sheriff said,
and he grabbed his pistol to compare the length of the barrel to the length of my dick. He was disappointed when I got erected again and I was
longer than his pistol barrel. He popped the end of the gun on my dick and made it bounce up and down a few times, all while the old ladies
watch and laugh.

Then suddenly there is a knock at the front door of the house. Somebody is shouting into the house. It sounds like a girl's voice.

"Hello hello you old horrible witches. Where are you? Are you back there playing poker?"

I went from looking toward the front door to looking at Grandma Barne's face. She was smiling and getting up from her chair.

"That must be my other grandkid. Sheriff Barnes, it seems your sister is back early from her Trick-or-Treating. We're back here Betty, and we
got a surprise for you..."